In the last six years, I have spent a good portion of my time traveling to lands far away and seeing the most incredible creations God has given. I have journeyed alone and discovered a whole new me that I didn’t even know existed. I look back at this time as God calling me into the wilderness, as if to find who He made my core to be. There comes a point though, when we have to leave the existential and be awakened to reality. I feel my heart being revived in a sense. At the deepest of my makeup, there’s a yearning to do life with others that I hadn’t realized before.

I’ve been planning a trip to Nepal in the Fall; I wanted to climb Mt. Everest and do a little humanitarian work while I was there. But as I look back at my time ‘in the wilderness’, there’s a longing that I had someone to share smiles and those treasured memories with. So I canceled the trip. Why continue with a plan, if it doesn’t align with my principles?

For some time, I have been gathering a list of places I’m saving; memories I want to share only with that special someone. Now I’m producing another list of all the experiences I want to go through with the dearest of family and friends. Living is more than just a ticket stub, passport stamp and a few photos. I want one day to sit in my rocking chair, staring out from the porch and laugh with someone about the time when…